See With Blind Eyes Chapter 6

(e/c) Eye color.
(f/c) Favorite color.
(c) Color.
(h/l) Hair length.
(h/c) Hair color.
______ Name/last name/nickname.
(2ndf/c) Second favorite color.
(2nde/c) Second eye color.

~Jack's POV~

Jack returned to the US after visiting Europe. He was close to Burgess, but he's at Ridgeway Street, searching for kids that lust for snowball fights and fun times. The wind suddenly caught his attention.
"What? Already? I though i had more time!" He looked over to the sun and noticed that it slowly but barely started to set. The wind started to slap his face with his own hair, telling him to go see you.
"Ack! Okay, okay, i'm going, jeez!" He then flew over to your house, and noticed something different.
...All the lights where out. Your mother apparently stood up a few minutes ago, and turned off the lights, hoping for you not to come back. He looked through the window, looking for you, but he only saw your mom. She had her back against the sofa you laid on, with her knees brought up to her chin. She had dry, old tears that where slowly drowning in new, fresh ones.
He tried searching for movement, but it was too dark to see anything else. Only thing he could see was your mother and the couch, the moon shone so brightly behind him, that it lit up the room. But just a small part

"What the?...._____? You there-"
"Why did you leave me?"
"...What?" He got a bit confused over your mom suddenly talking. She couldn't possibly be able to see him, right? No, your mother got depressed, and started talking to herself.
"What did i do wrong? You seemed so happy and strong...and now you're gone.." Jack started to puzzle things up, all the lights out, you not on the couch, your mother sitting on the floor with tears, and her saying those things. But he did it the wrong way, he started to think of the worst possible things that could have happened to you.
'She...she can't be in danger right? Was it really that bad? Did it get worse when i left? Did they have to take her to the hospital? Is she....is she dead!?' All these thoughts and questions made his heart beat so fast that it hurt. It hurt seeing your mother like this, and it hurt imagining you dead.
"No...no, no, no. No that can't be it!" He flew to the lake to see if you where there. You weren't there, he forgot that you didn't knew the direction to his home. He then flew over to Jamie and sneek-peaked through his room window to see you, but you weren't there either. He didn't know where else to go, he thought he searched everywhere. Jack was too nervous to think of any other place, and he was too scared to check the hospital, how would he be able to find you there anyway?
But then it hit him. He thought about the first time you met each other, at the park. He hurriedly flew over to the park, he begged for you to be there, and prayed that you would be okay. He saw a small light source shining on one of the tree leaves at the park. He kept going, slightly curious of what that light was.
When he got there, he just saw you sitting there in the exact same spot, waiting for him to arrive.

~Your POV~

You went to the park to "your" bench, hoping for no one to be there. Ah, just as you left it, no one else but you have been sitting on it. You felt the seat to make sure that it wasn't covered in snow, it didn't, but you still felt something cold.
You felt wonderful patterns on it, the frost Jack created was still there. Perfectly made, still cold, still beautiful, and hasn't melted even the slightest.
"So this is what he did..." You whispered to yourself. A smile crept out from your lips, as you sat down the farest away from the frost. You didn't want to ruin his wonderful art, you wouldn't like it if someone destroyed your piece of art, right?
You just sat there for a few minutes, you took some pain pills since your headache started to come back, you took a bottle with half-new water and drank it with the pills. You noticed that the sun started to slowly get weaker, so you took out your flashlight and held it tightly, waiting for it to get dark enough to turn it on. Eventually, it got dark really quick, so you turned the flashlight on. You looked right into it's wondrous light, but then you remembered that Jack told you not to. So you pointed it to the tree you heard rustling above you, and you kept looking at it. It was almost like you could see the tree with the help from your flashlight, but at the same time, you couldn't.

"_____!" You heard Jack shout above you to your right, you looked over there and you heard him getting closer. He was floating infront of you, just a few feet away from the ground.
"Hi Jack!" You shouted silently enough for no one else to hear.
"_____, why the hell weren't you at home!? I've looked everywhere for you, i thought that you where possibly even dead!" You got pretty surprised since you never thought that the Guardian Of Fun would get freaked out by something like that. You started to giggle at him, finding his voice adorable when he's super worried.
"Sorry Jack, i decided to be here instead."
"But you said that i would meet you at your house."
"I know but....i just couldn't be there right now."
"Huh?" He landed on the ground with his feet, and went to sit down on the seat next to you, on top of the frost. "Why not? Did something happend while i was gone?"
You where quiet for a few seconds, "looking" down at your feet. You then looked up, and even though you technically didn't look at him, it still felt like you did. You gave him a saddening smile, and he was able to see that your glazed (e/c) orbs where a bit red from crying.
"My mother told me that she hates me."
"She...she did?" You could hear the saddening and angry tone in his voice.
"B-but don't worry! She was just really stressed, she didn't actually mean it." You said nervously, but assuring. You lied, you knew that she was serious, and that she said the truth. You just didn't want Jack to be worried about you anymore.
"...Okay." You both got quiet for a while, but then he opened his mouth again.

"So...what did you want to talk about?"
"I..i wanted to talk about a dream i had."
"A dream?" Jack said suprised as he remember when he told Sandy to give you a good dream. He kept wondering what exact dream he gave you, and now you're here, about to tell him.
"I dreamt....about beeing able to see again, and that the crash never happened." You started to explain to him about everything, and he nodded, agreeing on that's how your mother looked like. You also said that Jamie was there, even though he probably wasn't even born at that year. You said that he had short brown hair, brown eyes and a missing tooth on the front. He said that that's how Jamie looked like.
"And...i saw myself..as i am right now. I know what i look like."
"Woah...so Sandy did gave you a good dream."
"Sandman?"
"Yeah, i met him about a week ago and asked him to give you a good dream. I didn't really tell him what exact dream he should give you, but it was a good one right?"
"Yes, it was a really good dream. Even though that was the reason all this happened."
"Oh..." You could feel the massive aura of guilt above him.
"B-but don't worry, i'm really glad i got that dream, and i wouldn't wish for anything else." You said as you gave him a reassuring and warm smile. He sighed in relief, glad that he didn't do something wrong.

"Phew, thank god. Was that what you wanted to ask me? To see if it really where them?"
"Yes, but there's something else i wanted help with."
"And that is?"
"...I saw someone else there, but i had never seen that person before."
"And you wanted to see if i would know who it was?"
"Exactly."
"Okay, then tell me what he or she looked like."
"First, i want you to tell me how YOU look like."
"Me? Okay uhm...I have white hair." That caught your attention instantly. You kept listening to him.
"Blue eyes, uhm...brown pants, barefeet-"
"That was you!?" He jumped in surprise to the sudden shout.
"H-huh?"
"That person i saw there, it was you!" You jumped out of your seat and bounced up and down excitedly, he just sat there and looked at you confused. "He-he had white hair, brown eyebrows, blue eyes, brown pants, barefeet that's you! You also had a staff that made you able to fly!"
"My staff?...I never told you about that." He said as he tightened the grip on his staff.
"A-and you had a dark blue hoodie with frost on it!"
"Oh my god....you did see me! That's exactly what i look like!" He starts to chuckle loudly in excitement, jumping slightly with you. "Sandy gave you an awesome dream!"
"Yeah he did!" You then suddenly got a lot more quiet, realizing that you where shouting at evening. Jack was shouting as well, but no one could hear him, they could hear you though. You looked around, and started to giggle of the thought of people waking up from your shoutings.

"Hey, there's something i want to ask." He said, calming down.
"Hm? What is it Jack?"
"What did you wear that day at the accident? You where about 7, and you said that you saw yourself in the dream. What clothes did you wear?"
"Uhm, why do you want to know?"
"It's just so i can get an image on how you looked like." You wondered why he needed an image at all, but you didn't question him. Instead, you just described yourself as a child. You said that you wore a pink headband with a snowflake on it, that caught his attention. You said you wore semi-dark (c) cargo pants, (2ndf/c) rain boots and a dark (f/c) fleece jacket with a big light blue snowflake in the middle of the jacket. You said that you had VERY long (h/c) hair and shiny (e/c) eyes with tints of (2nde/c), making it an illusion of your eyes glowing. When you where done describing, you where hoping for him to say something, but he was frozen still to where he stood. He could barely breathe, his mouth was slightly agape, and his eyes where open wide in shock.
"J-Jack? You're still there right?"
"..That was you..." He said with all the breath he had left, he gasped for air and started to hyperventilate oh so slightly.
"What? Jack, what are you talking about? You asked him really confused, wondering why he's like this. It's not normal for him to act this nervous or worried, it actually frightened you a bit, hearing the hyperventilation.
"I....i saw.." He still tried to catch his breath, holding in his sobbings.




"I was there...when you got hit by that car."